To the tune of Ole ole ole
They call themselves the Wednesday, but they'll always be the pigs;
They've got Barry Bannan, with his syrup of figs;
Hillsborough is a shit hole, filled with water from the Don;
And on Remembrance Sunday, the Blades went marching on........... ole ole ole.... ole ole ole.
This city is ours, this city is oooooours, fuck off Wednesday, this city is ours!
They call themselves the Wednesday, but they'll always be the pigs;
They've got Barry Bannan, with his syrup of figs;
Hillsborough is a shit hole, filled with water from the Don;
And on Remembrance Sunday, the Blades went marching on........... ole ole ole.... ole ole ole.
This city is ours, this city is oooooours, fuck off Wednesday, this city is ours!